Chapter 59: High Faith and Practicism

At this point in the war, Egil also left his observation tower... Netizens moved the command forward with their hands. After jumping off the tower and riding a war horse forward, Egil saw a group of engineers who were commanding a group of engineers trying to push several eight-inch mortars onto the dunes. However, these guns were too heavy. It was not easy to transport these things on the soft sand. Although the engineers tried very hard to push and pull, the guns that looked several tons still refused to condescend to the nobles. After half a day, they moved nearly fifteen meters away. Then the wheels under the gun mount were trapped in the sand, which was very painful.

"If it doesn't work, let's put the cannon here for the time being. Pull up the lighter organ cannon." When Egil passed by, he stopped his horse's hooves and said to Mama.

"Yes, I understand." Bamami stood at attention, then bent down and stroked her chest and bowed. As a result, the sweet and juicy breasts continued to swing up and down with her movements, making Egil feel even hotter.

"End this battle early and let it go." Egil nodded to Bamami while thinking this way. Then he ran towards the dunes.

On the hillside of the first row of sand dunes, the Norman assault infantry, who was the first to be deployed, had more than half of the casualties - although the weapons in the hands of the soldiers were difficult to hurt the assault infantry wearing plate chain composite armor. The Norman assault infantry wearing early plate armor was almost invulnerable to swords and guns. However, the number of enemies was too large. And after a period of buffering, the fear of the explosions and loud noises had dissipated a lot. In addition, the loud prayers of several imams, wishing these soldiers who fought for Allah. The morale of the jihad soldiers once again rose to the peak.

These soldiers, inspired by the religious spirit, were desperate to fight. The attacks of hand axes, scimitars, spears, and even farm tools and wooden sticks were like raindrops hitting the armor of Norman soldiers. Every jihad soldier was desperate. He had no defense at all - or in other words, they did not want or needed that kind of action. Often, assault infantry could kill multiple enemies with one slash. But they didn't care at all, like waves, like storms, one wave was not settled, and the Norman assault infantry was exhausted and dying.

In this way, the armor on the soldiers would always be unbearable to attack. When they were broken, the Norman soldiers' physical strength was not infinite. After a period of fierce fighting, a layer of Arab corpses had been piled up in front of the Norman soldiers' defense line. However, the soldiers of the Jihad Army seemed to be undecided and still fought desperately.

"It's so damn-ah--" After repeating hundreds of chopping movements, a Norman assault infantry felt his hands and arms were sore. He complained like this - and then he was hugged in the waist - but an enemy who had been chopped by him had not died yet, and he was dragged his waist. A group of Arabs on the opposite side also took this opportunity to pounce on them - two Arabs who looked weak, skinny, but in fact, were surprisingly strong. They suddenly grabbed his arm that was about to swing the battle axe. Then the three of them worked together to drag him out of the array of Norman soldiers' guards. More Arabs rushed forward, peeling off the armor of Norman soldiers like peeling crab shells. Spear, scimitar, axe, stones... a mess of things chopped the soldier into meat sauce...

"But this may hurt your own people, General..." The Emir, who had previously opposed Zhao Haier's use of heavy cavalry, stood up and said.

"Is it interesting that you still say this now?" Zhao Haier shouted in a panic. Then he pulled out a scimitar covered with gems and slashed at the air desperately: "I am the commander here! I have the final say in the matter here!!"

In this way, after Zhao Haier's order was issued, the Muslim crossbow soldiers holding heavy wooden crossbows and the Muslim archers holding compound bows began to move forward. After reaching the range, they raised their heads and aimed at the Christian Crusaders above the dunes. However, due to the terrain, these attacks fell more on the heads of their own people who were even higher. In an instant, the Islamic jihad army became extremely miserable. There was a crazy Christian Crusader on the front. Further away, the longbowers were shot and attacked. Behind them, their own people also came to destroy the platform... Under the attacks of the three parties, the situation of these soldiers became even worse.

Under such circumstances, although the Islamic Jihad troops fought bravely, they still retreated step by step. From three o'clock in the afternoon to four o'clock, a total of more than 13,000 Islamic Jihad troops were left, and now there are less than 9,000 people left. The front line gradually retreated from the middle of the dunes to the edge of the dunes.

"Increase troops. Send another 500 heavy infantry soldiers. And let that heavy infantry of a thousand-man team fight well!" Seeing this situation, Zhao Haier's face was as deep as water. He drew about 3,000 so-called jihad troops, plus five heavy infantry of a hundred-man team, to stabilize the front. However, a heavy infantry of a thousand-man team who had been mixed in the battle but had no efforts, began to cheer up after receiving the order from Zhao Haier's messenger, forming a square array, pushing away the holy war army in front and walking forward.

These soldiers were wearing iron chain armor, armor or scale armor, wrapped around their bodies, and had a nose-protected helmet on their heads. They held pointed spears and convex round shields in their hands. The shields were painted with exquisite patterns or pictures of some religious language allusions in the Quran. The officers among them were also wearing the colorful furs of lions, bears, and leopards to show off their martial arts. The array of these people looked roughly like the Romans' square array. It should be the experience absorbed in fighting the Roman Empire.

When these soldiers formed a tight array, protecting their torso and left arm with their shields, and their right arm was continuously stabbed at a speed, a solid, thorny wall-like defense line was formed. At each distance, a team of 100 people formed such a rectangular square array of twenty times five. With the efforts of these professional soldiers, the battle situation once again advanced in a direction that was beneficial to the Arabs...

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Chapter completed!